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Morning, hat head.

Give me that.

Aw, aren't you too cute?

Off.

No, I know.

Claire's waiting for me. Are you coming?

Yeah, I'll be there in a minute.

Allie, come on. If we don't set up now, all the spots will be full.

There it is, finally.

Attention, the film club is now full.

I told you.

Our new old principal is all business.

Okay, so, um, what about photo clubs?

Yeah, I guess that could be fun, too.

I've got the last two film clubs. You need to tweet it?

Hey, Claire?

Everyone's so smoochy this morning. Is there, like, a PDA club somewhere?

just jealous because Johnny won't kiss you in public.

Speaking of, where is he? Or club's not his thing.

He's probably just busy.

Busy? Come on.

Everyone has their own hobbies.

Things are sure different from yours.

See, I hate Johnny routine.

Again. I don't hate Johnny.

I don't think he's nice to you. That's different.

Let go!

You just don't know him like I do.

Master, your tan line?

So, Fiona, what club did I see your sweet face sign up for this morning?

Fashion. I should go sit down.

Hey, seat's not taken.

Fiona, help me defrag a hard drive, will you?

Shudder.

Public school boys are so shameless.

Yeah, well, I can't always be your dork shield. I have a life, too.

Well, I've tried. No, forget it. And I know judo, but nothing seems to fend

off. That wasn't up to you being single, right?

Hey, I've had boyfriends.

Sebastien. In France, a pen pal at best.

We lasted a long time.

I'm sure you could tell all the guys at school you're taking.

And now you see why.

Portrait. Ladies, for next week.

Use the camera to illuminate the soul.

Show us what you see.

I'm going to show you, Johnny.

And even if he actually lets you, won't the photos end up blank? Harsh. Johnny

has a soul. He's actually really sweet.

Hey, Johnny.

Johnny, um, I wondered, can you come over later? I need help with, um,

1984 is deep.

Sure. I love that book.

So it'll take some convincing.

The telescreens represent the party's controller for the masses. And now we

webcams. It's the same thing. Big Brother is everywhere.

You know this stuff. You don't need my help at all, do you?

Crafty. Um, Johnny, I was wondering, um, why don't you talk about books with

your friends?

Because I can do that with you.

You know what else I can't do with my friends?

Have you thought of joining a club?

Nope.

What about some kind of team?

Nope. But how come?

I don't know. I guess I'm just not the club team type of guy.

I thought you liked me like that.

Will you at least help me practice for photo club? Just a few shots.

My parents are home from work. That's my cute later backwards.

Nobody sees these pictures, right?

Not a soul, I promise.

Mimsy's a combination of flimsy and miserable, chortle from chuckle and

flare from flame and glare.

And I'm sure I don't need to explain Brangelina. Now it's your turn. Anyone?

Another portmanteau?

What about sexting?

Excuse me?

Um, okay. Can anyone elaborate?

Um, it's like texting, but instead of sending words, you send, um, racy

Uh -huh. Allie, so since you're the expert, my number is 416.

Class, focus, please.

Okay, now.

The etymology of words is a fascinating subject.

He's making a racy photo.

Wow.

Johnny looks so cuddly. Never doubt my powers of persuasion.

I'm gonna grab a burger. My mom's making fish loaf. Can't. I've got SAT prep

club. Oh, thought I could hang out with my bud now that I'm single.

Maybe somebody switch your ex by spray with girl repellent. Yeah, unlike you, I

have no need to repel the lady. Hey, lay off the gay jokes, all right? I mean

it. Okay, all right. No disrespect, sir.

Watch. I'm gonna work my magic on that new fashion -y girl.

Fiona?

Keep applying pressure.

I'd just prick myself. I'll be okay.

By the way, welcome to Earth.

Because you look like an angel.

Good luck, man.

Hey, um, is this the ICT prep club?

No, it's fashion. For the guys, our vocab word, indefatigable.

This guy bothering you? No, no, no, I was just... Never mind.

It's fine. I just can't seem to accessorize a band -aid without a major

Ooh, damn, you need a transfusion, 911.

Yeah, fashion's dangerous for sure.

You're pretty brave.

I should jet, but I'll see you around. I'm feeling all right.

Have a good bando.

Plastic Rylings.

Handsome, charming, but on the inside, pure player.

You want someone who's going to treat you right?

Like you.

Aren't you grade nine?

Think about it.

I'm not giving up that easy.

Angel.

Well, I'm flattered, but I tamed that playa.

We're dating.

Don't tell him what I said, okay?

It'll be our little... What are we having today?

Give Miss Love back.

There's really something wrong with that kid. I don't know. Feel free to share

with your friends.

Hey, backwards.

Why aren't you eating with your friends?

Because I'm eating with my boyfriend, silly.

You must try this.

Wow. Oh, hold on a second.

Easy, woman.

What, are you going to change my diaper too?

Johnny, you're my boyfriend.

I told you, not in front of my friend.

Those are the rules.

The rules? You have got to stop caring about what other people think. I still

have to see them every day. You don't get it.

Wait.

Don't be mad.

Listen.

I don't mind the whole no sex thing, but in order for this to work, cool it with

the PDA and act a little more mature.

Got it?

Why did we even go public if I'm not allowed to touch him at school?

Why do you even want to touch him? He's greasy.

Are you even listening?

Yes, while I put numbers in my new phone, I'm multitasking.

Okay.

I don't exactly like Johnny, but I hate to see you cry.

So, some advice?

I kind of agree with him.

How can you say that?

It's like me and Anya. We tone it down at school. We send cute text messages

instead. That way, you know, I maintain my manly image.

Manly, Saf?

Hey, Pookie.

Yes, loud and clear.

Can I have this?

No, you're the sweetest. You are.

I told you, not at school.

Nightfall, the abandoned warehouse.

I'm so sorry about yesterday, but I think I got a compromise.

Prepaid, two months, free texting.

What, so you can track me down like Big Brother?

We don't even have to call. We could just text.

Talking, texting, it's just not for me.

But it's private, like you said. I told you I'm not your puppy.

And a phone seems a lot like a leash.

The sound of the stiletto, the bright of your libretto, comes to you in your

sleep, tick -tock, like am I gonna get what this girl's got?

La -dee, la -da -da -da -da, la -dee, la -dee, la -da -da -da -da, la -dee,

la -da -da -da -da.

So everyone, finish 12th night and think about secret identity.

I hear you have a secret identity, Riley Stavros' girlfriend.

Rumors spread fast around here.

Well, he's a big man on campus. Almost never dates Degrassi. Nice work.

Oh, hi.

Found the SAT club all right? Eventually. Don't know how it passed up.

even find the room.

Hey, did you hear that we're dating?

Rumors fly around here, huh?

Any idea how that might have started?

Well, when you came to fashion club, it was day repellent, which was so

necessary that I might have...

I get it. I don't mind being a decoy as long as a girl who skidded too.

Um, not to be like all the others, but what are you doing after school?

Well, uh, going out with you.

Hey,

is Johnny gonna eat with us?

Hey, Claire, Casey, stop that.

texted me the Bandari Twins?

The appropriate term is sexting.

Sexting?

That is so hot.

Unlimited for two months, huh?

I could get into this.

Johnny, you're so sweet.

Hold it like a pencil.

When you said you had some leftover lunch, I was thinking, like, a sandwich

something. Are you going to gag? I've seen it happen. No shame in it. Just

from the shoes, okay?

Okay, so we're hanging.

What's your favorite movie?

I don't know. I've moved around a lot. My tastes are kind of weird.

Oh, try me.

Let the right one in.

It's Swedish.

Teen Vampires? I saw it at the review.

You did?

I love how Eli and Oscar's relationship is so deep and dark.

Yeah, but so, like, innocent.

What's in this unagi roll, anyway?

Eel.

I suppose we can't have everything in common. I'm going to grab a hot dog.

You know what's in those, right?

Okay, which one?

Basketball or covered in bike grease?

Definitely the grease.

That your boyfriend, little Edward?

Nice work.

Photo's not bad either.

A stuffed puppy? It's a portrait.

Come on, portraits are people.

What about these?

Wait, that's Johnny?

He looks...

He's been really sweet today. Check out these cute texts.

Boo, baby, Johnny Senti. It's the new Johnny. This is super adorable, Allie.

does the new Johnny want to double date with me and Casey sometime?

I'm sure he'd love to. What's up? This pic's so sweet.

You have to show it.

How long have you known Riley?

Um, we're pretty new.

Are you guys friends, or...? Um, we were.

Yeah, until he stopped calling me.

Oh, I'm sorry.

No, it's, um... He never mentioned me. He didn't say anything.

Is he dating anyone? Do you know?

See, 100 % pure beef. No surprises here.

Hey, Riley.

Long time, huh? Um...

We have to go, okay?

You're just going to ignore me.

How do you know that guy? I don't. A lot of freaks hang around here. He's

probably on drugs.

Call Allie.

Janina girlfriend texts you and you run, huh?

Should steal a sign for your room.

Caution. Children at play.

Whatever, losers. If you got this text, you run too.

Thanks for walking me to school. That's the least I could do.

Maybe someday you won't have to wait for me down the street.

Oh, it's no big deal.

I'm used to being the forbidden fruit.

Maybe we can go more public at school.

Oh, it's hard to say no when you send such hot... It's nectar.

Oh, it's the cuddly puppy.

Puppy, help Johnny not be scared of the dark.

You need to take that down.

I think it's sweet, and it's my best picture. Everyone thinks so.

Aw, Johnny looks so dreamy. He's all sensitive. I just want to give him a big

hug, Ollie.

Take it down. Now.

No one was supposed to see that.

Why the hell not? It's the Johnny I see. The one I like. You're so smart. I

don't understand why you act like such a loser. It's stupid.

I'm stupid.

You're the one sending naked photos of yourself.

To this loser.

Maybe I should show the alley I see to my friends.

Everyone saw my picture.

Seems only fair.

Bruce is going to love this.

Cell phones, please. There's a test today. You know the rules.

Cell phone.

Here's Bruce.

Thank you, Bruce.

I appreciate... Boo!

I think you two need to report to the office immediately.

Thank you.

How was your date? He was Neanderthal. You were bored.

Unlike your standard Degrassi perf.

But there's a but.

Don't tell anyone, but I'm pretty sure he likes boys.

A match made in heaven.

He needs a beard and you need a bodyguard.

So we're talking full -on body shot? How crazy is that?

I'd show you, but Hassell deleted all my pictures.

Should I make backups?

Bummer. If I had naked chick pics on my phone, I'd be making copies.

Tell me about it. You sure your gaydar is not defective there, Pip?

I'm going to find out. No.

Get rid of the dot pictures.

Hey, do you want to take me to this dot I keep hearing about?

Sure, but you got to eat the jalapeno onion burger.

Payback for the eel.

What makes you think that these photos won't end up all over the internet?

They were just for my boyfriend.

Or that in ten years, those photos might still be out there.

They could cost you a job, Allie.

It was just fun. It wasn't supposed to be this big, serious thing.

It could be.

If the police decide that you're distributing child pornography by

Police? I already have a warning. They can't know. Please.

I know.

And I don't think this needs to go that far.

Thank you, Miss Hatzlagos.

You're as nice as people say you are.

I know this stuff is complicated, but please, Allie, protect your body.

You're the only one who can.

I only have two things to say to you, then I never want to talk to you again.

Go. One, we are so broken up. And two, give me the phone back.

That's it, huh?

What phone?

Don't be dumb.

Hatsu searched my locker and my bag. She couldn't find it. It's gone.

Give it back, loser.

Let me tell you my two things.

One, I told you the rules. So if anyone acted dumb, it was you.

And two, if we're really broken up, I'm going to need something to remember you

by.

Johnny, they're photos of me without my clothes on. And I promise I'll keep them

to myself.

Unlike you.

I can keep a promise.